Chapter 697

Chapter 697

Sylvia's expression became serious and cold.

Her slightly raised eyes slightly swept towards Tucker who was lying on

the ground in a sorry state, "Mr. Bentley, I advise you to be sensible

and get lost.”

“You ... you wait for me!" Tucker angrily and humiliatedly climbed up

from the ground. Before leaving, he viciously glared at Isabelle, "Bitch,

don't think that I can't do anything about you if you've found a backer!"

Isabelle looked at Tucker's back as he left, stood up with a palpitating

heart, came to Sylvia and said with a grateful face, “Thank you, Miss

Andrews."

“You're welcome.” Sylvia curled her lips, those seductive almond eyes

glistening as she looked at Isabelle, "Would you like to be like me?"

Isabelle looked at her with a bit of puzzlement, "Miss Andrews, what do

you mean?"

"Be a cool and powerful woman like me." Sylvia's face was delicate, but

the words she said were domineering, “Hit the scumbag and demand

justice.”

Isabelle said as if she had made up her mind somehow, “I do, I want to.

I especially want to. I dream about it."

"Very well." Sylvia nodded, then just picked up her cell phone and

dialed someone, "Where are you guys?"

"Good."

“I'll leave the people with you. I want to see results in a month.”

"Also, make sure the child receives good teaching.”

“I'l send you the address."

After saying that, Sylvia hung up the phone.

Isabelle stared at her in a daze, "Miss Andrews..."

What did she mean by that?

"My friend has an organization around here that takes in women and

children in need, but they're pretty meager, and although they have a

reputation now, it's not nearly enough.”

Sylvia looked at Isabelle with downcast eyes, "Would you like to join

this organization and work with them to defend women and children?"

Isabelle’s heart fluttered as she looked at Sylvia with a bit of disbelief,

“You're talking about Athena Society for the Protection of Women and

Children?"

She had heard of this Women and Children Protection Association, but

she had heard that the staff inside were all mysterious, and that each of

them had very strong working abilities and skills.

It would be impossible for ordinary people to go in and work.

"Yes." Sylvia nodded, "Any idea why it's called Athena?"

Isabelle shook her head.

"Because Athena is the goddess of wisdom and justice in ancient

Greek mythology. She represents strength, courage, and kindness,"

Sylvia's lazy voice echoed in the room as the light spilled over her,

enveloping her in a hazy glow that made her look unreal.

“I hope all women in Middle East can be as strong and brave as

Athena. Say no to violence, say goodbye to humiliation.”

"All staff members at Athena are highly skilled. They will train you and

educate your daughter well. Be self-reliant, be proud of yourself.”

"Miss Andrews... thank you." Isabelle's tears flowed down her cheeks

uncontrollably as she covered her face with both hands. She never

expected to meet someone like Sylvia after being abandoned by the

world.

Little did she know that Sylvia not only changed her life but also

countless other women's fates.

In the near future, everything would change for Isabelle and even for

her daughter.

Her feelings were indescribable - a mixture of despair from falling into

an abyss and hope from finding a lifeline that could pull them out of

pain.

She was like a traveler lost at sea who finally saw driftwood that could

save them from drowning or lead them out of agony.

"Isabelle, I know everything about you; I know you're one of the

Deleons,"” Sylvia said while looking at her. "So don't disappoint me after

joining Athena; study hard and change yourself. You carry not only your

own fate but also those of all women in the Middle East on your

shoulders because you're the President's daughter.”

Isabelle stared at Sylvia incredulously without knowing what to say or

do next. when there was knocking on their door outside, Jasper opened

it up, seeing Logan standing there. Surprised, he asked, "Why are you

here too?"

“I have something to attend to here," Logan's handsome face seemed

to radiate with sunshine as he strode into the room on his long legs. His

gaze swept around the space before finally settling on Sylvia. "Boss."

“It's her," Sylvia's eyes flicked towards Isabelle and her child. "Take

them away and train them according to my program.”

"Okay, I'll follow your plan,” Logan replied respectfully.